Tag Archives: Chicago

Today in Chicago, as of not quite 2 p.m., the temperature has finally cracked 45 degrees. After much of the past week–let alone the past winter!–I was beginning to think it never would again. The sky is this strangely beautiful … Continue reading →

So here I am on a chilly October Friday in Chicago, working away on revisions to my 1872-era police procedural and juggling that with my latest novel-in-progress, the stolen-baby one (yes, my mind works in these paths; over time I’ve … Continue reading →

A little burble in honor of July 4th, and the magic of summer. 🙂 Sunshine paints the grass with gold; Near the beach gate, lilies with open throats Welcome bees seeking pollen. Somewhere in the distance, a radio plays; … Continue reading →

The lake in front of my garage door is mercifully absent now, having been reabsorbed (slowly) by the saturated ground sometime during the night. All is not well in Chicagoland, however. There is sleet outside my door this morning. Sleet! … Continue reading →